Your face has fallen sad now, for you know the time is nigh. But when I must remove your wings and you, you must try to fly. Come sail your ships around me and burn your bridges down. We make a little history, baby, every time you come around.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5095 | 2019-01-20 15:43:38 | 176.61 | 99% |
| 2508 | 2016-12-09 23:25:13 | 162.54 | 98% |